Decades ago my mum was born and even though she looks like a timid peraon she was very brave. When she waa a teen, she left her hometown with her thirteen years old sister and went to the city to work. Around a decade later, she met my father and decided to marry him even though it was more becauae of aymphathy.
You see, my dad was born premature and has difficulty on his lega. He couldnt run and he walks slower than normal people. Yet my mum work and took care of him till the day he died. Around a year before he died, he was basically bed ridden and it waa tough. I was an only child and a teen and it didnt underatand how hard it was for her at that time. I admit I was in a way a spoilt brat.
When my dad left us, she had a hard time sleeping for two years till she had diabetea. It is all good now and she ia very healthy now. Then I fall sick with GERD and anxiety disorder, panic disorder and depression. It was during that time that I realized how strong my mum is. She was mentally strong and she took care of me so much and love me so so much. I wouldnt want anyone else as my mum.
Our relationships are cloae even though we banter a lot but I know that she will always be there for me ans I will be there for her. She is a pillar that I lean on but I also know that her age is getting older and I wish so much I could make her happy and give her a peaceful and enjoyable old life.
My mum, is my superhero. Not only ia she strong but ahe is also very kind.
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